Killdozer

What's the hang-up, Beltran?

Well, she ain't gonna make it up this hill, Kel.

Where's the D9er?

You can search me.

Hello, Mack.

Mack, this is Kelly. Come in. I want to talk to you.

Mack, come in.

Hey, Mack. Beautiful!

Sure. Buckingham Palace.

You know, this place used to be a refueling station during World War Two.

I'll bet there hasn't been anybody here since.

I can't imagine why, Dutch.

Six square miles of lush tropical garden spot.

Hey, look, what do you expect? We're only 200 miles off the coast of Africa, right?

All right, listen, I'll get you some help.

- Veronica Lake. - What?

Not "what," man. "Who."

This is Veronica Lake. Didn't you ever hear of Veronica Lake?

- Ah. - I want to tell you something.

This chick was cool before they invented the word.

Come on, let's get out of here. Kelly is gonna be on our tails.

- We're supposed to be fixing... - You know what?

I'll bet there's some old Life magazines around here.

All right, fellas, what's the story?

Hey, coach, cómo se va?

Dutch used to be an old explorer scout, he can't seem to break the habit.

Yeah, well, you fellas are being paid to hack out a base camp

for Warburton's drilling crews, not rummaging around.

See if you can find the saddle of that D9.

Okay, okay, don't get uptight.

Hired the best.

We'll get your job clone on schedule.

Only got five days left.

Ah, good point. I'll go rev up my big yellow baby.

You do that. Come on, Dutch, let's go.

Veronica Lake.

Careful.

Ulcers.

Hey, Dutch!

I want you to give Beltran a hand on the access road!

Okay, sweetheart.

Destroy!

What's the matter? It won't come out?

A funny-looking rock here.

Yeah.

It's metallic.

It doesn't match the geological formation.

Maybe we've uncovered Captain Kidd's treasure.

Well, whatever it is, it's gonna have to come out.

You sound like the dentist.

Show you how it's clone, kid.

Get out of there, Mack!

Ahh!

Ah!

Hey! What's the matter, boy?

Hey! Mack, what happened?

Mack?

How could it happen?

I don't get it.

What was Kelly doing anyway?

Same as always. Pushing.

Well, driving the D9 is Mack's job, not Kelly's.

My God, the guy is gonna die.

- Do you want Mack to hear you? - Well, somebody's got to do something.

- Well, Kelly's on the radio. - Calling who?

Look, the supply ship is four clays out, and besides, it's too slow.

Oh, the sound of the guy.

Mack needs a doctor in a hospital.

Well, maybe the company can arrange for a mercy flight.

- And land where? - Will you shut up?

We can rough out a strip as quick as they can fly here.

Well, can't you patch me through to a doctor?

I don't care.

Ghana, Liberia, anywhere as long as he speaks English.

Are there any ships in the area?

Well, call me back when you do know.

Might as well be on the moon.

Any chance of a plane?

I still can't figure it.

What happened, or how, or why.

How's it going, tiger?

What are you doing about getting Mack to a hospital?

Kel...

Gotta talk.

Sure. Plenty of time later, Mack.

No. No!

Alone.

Come on, what do you have to say to this joker?

- If it wasn't for him... - Hey, now, come on.

Come on, man.

He's my buddy.

Listen, you hang in there, hear?

I'm sticking with ya, all the way.

We all are.

I don't want you looking at me.

You heard the man. Come on.

Did you see it?

See what?

I don't know exactly.

When you hit the rock.

Blue.

Whatever it was, you must have seen it.

I didn't see anything, Mack.

It was there.

It went and killed me, Kelly.

Oh, come on, Mack.

I'm telling you, I saw it.

It was a thing.

Oh, man.

It was weird.

Unreal. I never seen anything like it, Kelly.

Sure, sure, it's okay.

Now lie back and forget about it.

I saw it jump when the blade hit the rock.

I'm trying to warn you, Kelly.

It's a blue light.

Oh my God.

It's there in the blade.

I ever tell you I introduced him to his girl

at a Halloween party back in the States?

- Oh, yeah? - Yeah, but I called her up

ahead of time, see, and I said, "Honey, put on two masks,"

so when Mack took off the first mask, he saw the second and went, "Ah!"

I said, "Mack," I said, "Well, man, what did I tell you?

Not much on looks, but terrific personality."

- So what did he say? - So he says, "Dutch,

would you like to play dunk the apples," I said, "Certainly."

He said, "With your head," I said, "No way."

Don't go in there, Dutch.

Hey, I want to be with my friend.

- But Kelly said... - Hey, hey,

I don't care what Kelly said.

What was so important?

Nothing.

Better get a tarp.

We're gonna have to bury him for the time being.

Is that you all got to say?

What's the good, Dutch?

He's bleeding in his own way.

Yes.

Like an ice cube.

We should've had a priest for Mack.

They'll send him back so his folks can do a proper service.

Is Dennis gonna grace us with his presence?

Kelly is bringing in the niner so we can work on it tonight.

I haven't seen Dennis.

Dennis doesn't put himself out even for Dennis.

Why should he care about Mack?

Hey, a man dying makes everybody care.

Maybe a fella could care less if he knew how somebody died.

Don't reach something that isn't there, Dutch.

It doesn't help anyone, least of all Mack.

I liked him, Chub.

I miss people I like.

Can we say goodbye now?

Sorry.

You only get one shot at it, Mackie.

What do you say?

His trip was short.

Too short.

Rest in peace, Mack.

We better go and turn in now.

Is he working late or getting a head start on tomorrow?

There's only one way to say goodbye to an Irishman, right?

Yeah. Mack, he'd like that.

Here, you... you knew him best.

Did I ever.

Man, that was the most crazy, beautiful kid.

He and I worked together on his first job.

You know, Chub, I sort of showed him the ropes.

Only did he learn quick.

Listen, let me tell ya, behind that young face,

he was about as green as your average fire truck.

I remember this time we're working down in Zanzibar, you know?

And it's hot, man, is it hot.

So we get clone and we go out to the local saloon.

We're gonna relax a little bit, have a

little coconut juice, so we're sitting there.

In through the door walk three of the local talent.

Well, they give us the eye.

I look at Mack, Mack looked at them.

Bang, the kid is gone like a shot.

I turn around...

Hey.

Hey!

What do you think you're doing?

Well, somebody's got to do it.

I thought it might be kind of rough on you.

Since when would you care?

Oh. Sorry.

Mostly science fiction.

Yeah, he ate it up.

No sweat, huh?

It's got me really strung out, that's all.

- Where did that come from? - We're having one for Mac.

Then we're turning in. No problem.

Better make it fast because nobody is sleeping late tomorrow.

Have a slug?

Go on.

Special occasion.